Chapter 28

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Ruoxin sat at the head of her bed, knees pulled to her chest, her head buried deep between them. A chaotic swirl of thoughts played out before her eyes, and she felt as though she were trapped in a hazy, waking dream. Occasionally, the faint sound of voices drifted in from outside—she wondered if Guan Jingtian was still lingering there—but no one came to disturb her.

The three of them had personally visited the wasteland to demonstrate their sincerity, and with the ten million Xianjing offered, I believe the Phoenix King’s gesture of dissolution is sufficient.

"I can understand the sentiments of the camellia—that the affectionate are always troubled by the heartless," Huashuo remarked. Though the observation seemed casual, his gaze rested squarely on Qingrang nearby. Before Qingrang could ponder the implication, Huashuo had already turned to leave, seemingly intent on granting them a moment to say their goodbyes.

Moreover, most of the time, the methods they chose to enact these changes were truly daunting; the effort required to genuinely confront the current situation and pursue such transformation was simply too immense.

Three simple words. Zhou Botong pondered them repeatedly, and in the end, he agreed to the approach. Thus, he began to practice from the very first move.

"Rest assured, I will find you a virtuous wife who will not only avoid hindering your career but will also bring honor to our Jin family," Mother Jin said, looking straight at Jin Guangyan.

Perhaps it was because he was elevated by a pair of ice skates, but as he danced across the frozen surface, his body appeared exceptionally light, like an ink-colored butterfly wandering alone through a desolate mountain valley.

A stifling pressure lingered in her chest, as if a breath she could not release were trapped within, making it difficult to breathe. Ruoxin stood silently, though her heart felt as if it were being churned and torn apart. She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms, but the physical sting was nothing compared to the bitterness in her heart.

He turned his face away, refusing to speak, the corners of his mouth curved into a smile as he stared into the distance, smiling without uttering a word.

Mo Feizi looked up and saw a gentle, smiling face. In the midst of the cold, snowy day, it felt like a ray of sunlight piercing into her heart.

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The eunuch finally left, and Qubei, unable to contain his impatience, led his troops to Yufuluo’s main tent. He brandished the imperial decree, leaving Yufuluo’s guards stunned. When Yufuluo saw Qubei using the decree as a tiger’s skin to inflate his own authority, and saw that his guards dared not move, he rolled his eyes back and fainted dead away.

The defense of Mars ended in a victory for humanity. The Andorunda army had not only suffered massive casualties but also lost dozens of talented commanders, marking a crushing defeat. Meanwhile, the dialogue between the God of War and the God of Death continued—what kind of end would that bring?

Charles had no choice but to lead the diplomatic mission toward Babylon, traveling day and night. Lydia was over two thousand miles from the city of Babylon, yet Charles managed the journey in just seven days. Given the transportation conditions of the time, one had to admit that Charles had performed a miracle.

Upon arriving at the church hospital, a nurse led her to a high-end ward. Her mother was indeed lying in the bed receiving an IV drip. Seeing her, Mother Yang could not help but tremble with alarm.

In Lanyu County, within the Qingyu Hall, white paper lanterns hung high. The ground before the entrance was strewn with paper money, and the paths on both sides were lined with white cloth.

Cui Miaotong had woken up the day before. Her experience felt like a dream—a dream of unparalleled beauty—yet upon waking, she could not recall exactly what she had seen.

"Understood," Li Hongyi replied with a smile. The previous night, Honghui had told him so many things: how mischievous he was in childhood, how he had strived in his youth, and how he had left home to join the army... He also spoke of how his elderly mother, despite her hardships, was happy, and how his father, though he had passed away early, left behind a renowned legacy.

Gao Wei was truly delighted to hear that Feng Che had been demoted from a high-ranking Third-Class official to a Fourth-Class Junior Vice Prefect of Jingzhao. Furthermore, with the Prefect of Jingzhao above him, Feng Che could no longer act with the absolute authority of a provincial governor.

At this point, Yang Jinhuan suddenly became somewhat delirious. She bolted upright, her hands clamping tightly around Yang Jinxin’s throat, her fierce eyes seeming to lose their focus.

Mu Tong was a little happier then. "Godfather, you have some too," he said, holding a large fry to Ling Yuchen’s lips.

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Xu Dapeng took a few cautious steps forward and finally caught a clear look at Chen Le’s handsome face, which rivaled that of Pan An. He paused, stunned. Though he was shocked that a man could be so exceptionally striking, he was, after all, a man who lived by the blade; he understood that a man’s worth ultimately relied on strength, not looks.

After all, she is the mother of the one you love—the one who gave birth to him. Even if she did not raise him, she gave him his life.

"This is..." Eula briefly forgot about Ying’s presence. Looking at the city of Mondstadt in the distance, surrounded by the breeze and Cider Lake, she felt as if something had stirred within her heart.

The words were spoken with deep implication. No one present was a fool; naturally, they could hear that He Xi’s tone was far from ordinary.

As for these elders and disciples, during the course of the battle, if they failed to obey his commands, the mechanism within their bodies would immediately cause them to explode.

Once he said this, Qiu Lingsu fell silent. Besides, she had only been trying to change the subject, so she simply stopped speaking altogether.

Thinking of the days spent fighting and advancing alongside his comrades, and remembering those who had resolutely stayed behind to cover his retreat, Ye Zou’s chest was filled with pain, fury, and resentment.

It was just like his own brother, Ji Xiong. In the film, after Ji Xiong betrayed Ye Shiguan and was killed by him, Ye Shiguan himself was captured just days later.